Thirty days
has September, April, June and November…
Another
fucking month slips by. When I was
younger time seemed to drag, but the older I get the faster time seems to
move. So here I am speeding toward the
end of time.
Yes, I am
sorry, but as my time speeds up to the instance that my reality shrinks into a
black hole so goes the universe. When I
am no longer here there is no existence.
You’re all gone. Everything is
gone. If I can’t perceive it, it doesn’t
exist.
Time was
invented by man and refined by the railroads.
Before the railroads, clocks were set by solar time: a stick in the
ground would determine the shortest shadow as noon. This
meant that clocks in a town fifty miles to your east might be ten minutes later
than your clock and clocks in a town fifty miles to your west might read ten
minutes earlier. This made scheduling
train arrivals and departures impossible, so the railroad led the charge to
standardize time.
The concept
of time was designed to regulated human life.
It has placed us on a programed treadmill. Time regulates our every action. It makes us productive; but robs us of
serenity.
And now for
me time is no longer a linear path of infinity; but an ever shrinking trail to
the end of time.
DID I RUN
and
AM I TIRED?
the Ol’Buzzard
And we all carry Our Master on our wrist and consult the Holy One constantly!
ReplyDeleteI talk about wasting time and not spending your time wisely but you and I both agree there is only NOW. Now doesn't speed up or slow down, it is our perceptions that do that. I put away my tools and come in the house when the sun starts to go down. I have a clock in my shop but the battery has been dead for about 3 years. I bring up birthdays because I get to eat what I want and have junk food without guilt. Unless I have an appointment or a tv show I don't want to miss, I don't care about time anymore.
ReplyDeleteI ain't going...
ReplyDeletenot peacefully anyway, Jackeisue.
DeleteO'B
Being healthy is just a slower way to die
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